A Happy Man
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| Image courtesy : Sukanto Debnath from Flickr |
I saw a happy man,
And I judged him,
He was badly dressed,
And earned very less,
Even though he worked very hard,
He hadn't gotten much far.
And I judged him,
He was badly dressed,
And earned very less,
Even though he worked very hard,
He hadn't gotten much far.
I judged him,
Because he was so satisfied,
And about such silly things,
He clapped and danced,
And about seemingly low issues,
He broke down and cried.
Because he was so satisfied,
And about such silly things,
He clapped and danced,
And about seemingly low issues,
He broke down and cried.
I judged him,
Because his bar was so low!
And isn't low aim a crime?
A heinous act, no less.
He had wasted his prime,
And yet showed no distress!
Because his bar was so low!
And isn't low aim a crime?
A heinous act, no less.
He had wasted his prime,
And yet showed no distress!
I judged him,
His big huge heart!
So matchless with that,
Tiny little wallet!
And how he walked like he owned the world,
Silly, he was, he knew so less!
His big huge heart!
So matchless with that,
Tiny little wallet!
And how he walked like he owned the world,
Silly, he was, he knew so less!
I saw a happy man,
Yes and judged him,
And then I judged myself,
I stopped, and I wondered,
How much more it would take,
For me to laugh like that!
Yes and judged him,
And then I judged myself,
I stopped, and I wondered,
How much more it would take,
For me to laugh like that!
Shraddha
14.08.2014
14.08.2014
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